Splendor bides to celebrate
The magic that is only
you, and
Wonder wanders
commonplace
When cradled, nestled by
your side.
Moonlight pales as
constellations
Ride your wave of endless
sky, and
Ocean overflows her
bounty,
Tranquil in your evening
tide.
Not because the world
stops spinning.
Not because time takes a
pause.
Not that logic dictates
that
What once was false is
somehow true.
Words can never be a prophet
To predict your story’s
end.
You fulfill your destiny
… Just because you are
you.
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